"It's called sex, Daddy. You know that thing you do with your secretary," I shot back. WAHAHAHAHA!! Bullseye!
He simply winked at me and I let myself relax a little. At least he didn't hate me for the position I had put him in. That’s there’s a brilliant line, no lie…
"You are not dressed appropriately for dinner." You know what, Megan is who she is and doesn’t apologise for it, why can’t we all be more like that….
Uh, yes," I mumbled, scared to look at him. God, he had the ability to reduce me to a nervous wreck with two sentences. This was a great way to let the readers know exactly who Megan’s Dad is and what he’s about. He’s a bully. I don’t like him.
oe stood up. "You know, I don't have to sit here and be insulted just because I'm not like you," he pointed at my father. "God forbid your daughter could have a mind of her own. Shouldn't you be proud of her? She got this job because she's the best in her class, and all you can do is insult her!" Hell yeah!!
There were people in my class who were green with envy when I was offered that job. People who's parents would have burst with pride had their son or daughter come home and told them they had an amazing job before they had even finished school. It hurt me so much that the reaction I got was pure horror Awww, Poor wee megs. Can I hug her? She’s totally right though, they should have been proud. Way Proud.
You know what Ria, you’re brilliant. End of.